70's and 80's teen films like this one depend almost entirely on their energy and sincerity to carry the day. "Staying Alive" has neither, and it's about as boring as it gets. Shallow, empty-headed male dancer goes for shallow, empty-headed female dancer, jilting his shallow, empty-headed female dancer girlfriend. Lots of overblown ego, bad music, silly strutting and shots of scantily covered male and female body parts ensue. The love triangle plods on awhile (some scenes, like where Travolta asks his girlfriend if she'll take him back, are truly painful). Eventually (and mercifully) the film ends, and you're virtually guaranteed to be left feeling shallow and empty-headed for having sat through it. Don't you have anything better to do? Yeah, me neither. 2/10.
Review of Staying Alive
